But to his disappointment, Zhao Sheng refused without any hesitation, "I'm sorry, an elder of our sect has urgently summoned me; I cannot accompany Senior Mu to the ruins."
The bearded old man's pupils contracted sharply at these words, and then his expression became even more benevolent, smilingly he said, "Ah, this time it was my presumption. Since a Great True Monarch has summoned you, I naturally won't make an unwelcome nuisance of myself.
Taoist Zhao, please go ahead, and when you see the Great True Monarch, please convey my respects and wish him longevity and prosperity on my behalf!"
"I will certainly convey Senior Mu's kind words. I shall take my leave now!"
Having said this, Zhao Sheng bowed to the other party and then quickly ascended into the Sea of Clouds, disappearing into the depths of the colorful clouds.
Watching the vanishing figure, Mu Daoyuan's face suddenly turned exceptionally grim, his eyes flickering with a cunning light, as if harboring countless schemes.
